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no more dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world

I'll tell them how I survive it. I'll tell them that on bad mornings, it feels impossible to take pleasure in anything because I'm afraid it could be taken away. That's when I make a list in my head of every act of goodness I've seen someone do. It's like a game. Repetitive. Even a little tedious after more than twenty years.

But there are much worse games to play.

quick intro - beth, white mentally ill young queer ass hard femme idk what this gender shit is?? person

thespacecoyote:

I honestly don’t understand how people find boyfriends/girlfriends

Like it seems like some people just somehow

Fall into relationships just like

Oops I tripped into a pit of writhing bodies and one got velcro’d to me.

Is that how you do it